Ready to Grow
Being in Maine has been a strangely magical experience. For instance, often times when I eat lunch looking out toward the mountain range, there is no one for miles. In Massachusetts, that wouldn’t be possible, and if by rare occasion it was, it would feel lonely...or even threatening. Like someone might be lurking. Waiting. You are not alone in many places in Mass (there are exceptions, but those places are extremely expensive to live in or remote).
She’s Too Emotional
Have you all finished watching the Youtube (now on Netflix) Cobra Kai series? Personally, I main-lined it in two days. It’s excellent, but that’s not the point here.
Post-watch (cough, cough: binge), I was left thinking about how emotional the four male leads were. Johnny Lawrence and Daniel LaRusso, as well as Miguel Diaz and Robby Keane. Sure, there were two main females with talented supporting females as well, but the main story is about these four. Four wildly emotional, unpredictable men.
Difficult Conversations and Too Much Adulting
My entire #GBWritesWithOthers theme for 2020 is about learning from quarantine, but I feel compelled to write another piece about something unique to me during this time of my life. My thirties have been a confusing period. I want so many competing things.
Never Tell Me the Odds
There are a lot of motivational quotes out there, but here’s one that doesn’t get enough love:
“Never tell me the odds.” —Han Solo
The man is saying it while he is flying into an astroid field. He admits he is in trouble, but uses the logic that his opponents would be crazy to follow him. He trusts his skills and jumps to hyper-speed. BALLER.
What I Learned About Life from Hot Sauce
Last week into the beginning of this one I took an extended weekend away in New Orleans with some girlfriends. Those who know me both professionally and…well, I don’t want to say “unprofessionally,” but let’s go with “off the clock,” know that I am structured. Steadfast. Calculated. Those terms make a lot of sense as I am at my core a strategist.
I’ve even been likened to a cartoon hedgehog by artist Ally Burgerieres with the words WORK WORK WORK WORK WORK! on it…
Coronavirus (COVID-19): A Tale of Privilege & Paranoia
Tonight, I went to the grocery store. I know, not the most original line for a piece, but it’s relevant, I swear. My husband and I needed some things, it was time for our weekly shop. Unfortunately, that errand fell today during the official declaration of Coronavirus (COVID-19)’s pandemic status and ultimately, the state of emergency in Massachusetts.
Now I knew it was not going to be fun, but what I experienced really got me thinking about my privilege. I am admittedly, privileged. I’m white. I’m heterosexual. I live in a relatively crime-free area. I’ve paid off all of my student loans and so has my husband. Hate me yet?